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Welcome to my personal space. This is a compilation of the poems I've written years ago and will be written in the future. Feel free to read but please don't judge. Sending hugs to those who struggle and still fights life with determination and love.

One story might make you smile. The next might make you question everything. Some will be sweet, some strange, some a little dark, and some probably impossible to explain without spoilers. Elsewhere is a collection of completely unrelated one-shot stories, each with its own world, characters, mess, mystery, and ending. No fixed genre. No promises about what comes next. Just different stories waiting to take you somewhere else.

I'll upload 21 poems. Writing one new poem each day as my writing challenge... Different themes one heart! <3

idk im starting a collection my friends n family n randoms say I'm really good pls be honest if u dont like it tell me i can take it

If only things had been different. If only I had been better, if only I would have put more effort in. Would it make a difference? Would anything have changed? This is written for everyone who has spent time wondering about "what if" because your imagination can't be controlled by the present. To all those who think back and ask themselves if only, because you can't be satisfied with what happened.

A collection of unspoken words, written through the course of a year. Some MA themes.

A series of poems that I have been working on: About life and getting my feelings onto paper. 20 poems to sink your teeth into. (Co-pilot assisted with making the Book Cover - The Poems are my own work and no AI was used for them)

"I defend not my voice but my silence" Poetry with no context lol ( DUMP)

To unspoken words and thoughts that are finally free

Writing has always been my thing-my quiet escape and my loud confession. Here I share my creations: the raw pieces of a mind that never stops thinking and a heart that never stops feeling. Welcome to my world of ink and impulse. This collection of poetry and prose is for those of us who feel we've lost our connections. For those who sometimes feel a little less than human because of it, yet somehow feel all the emotions in the world at once. 🖤

A collection of different romance short stories, written by a man.

Christopher Laurence Marquez used to think the important moments would be obvious when they arrived. There would be a decision to make, something impossible to take back, or at least enough warning for him to understand that his life was changing. He should have known better. Some moments slipped past without asking to be remembered. A conversation that lasted longer than expected. A familiar voice at the right time. An ordinary day that somehow became easier to carry. The people who stayed close enough to notice when Christopher was pretending not to need anyone. Life rarely separated itself into beginnings, endings, and everything that mattered in between. Most of the time, Christopher was simply there, living it before he understood what any of it meant. And sometimes, the moments that seemed smallest were the ones that refused to disappear. [An Official Constellations Underfoot Anthology]

I'll walk two moons, just to wait for the sun

Welcome to The Unfiltered Mind - a little sanctuary where thoughts find their voice, and words speak what the heart often whispers. Here you'll find reflections on psychology, self-worth, boundaries, and the quiet lessons we learn while growing. Not perfect - just honest. Not polished - just real. Come sit with me for a while. You're right where you need to be.

Something mystical happens when the moon is full. The hidden is revealed, life emerges from death, and a new star is born. These are the tales of those stars.

I originally wrote this as a gift for someone that I had feelings with: "Echoes of our ruins". Which is a fitting title for the love that I lost, the love that slipped from both of our hands. Xīnshāwén - Heart, Veil, Writing. It is a type of prose that rises from the heart yet remains veiled, a language of tenderness that whispers what cannot be spoken aloud. In its allusions, imagery and indirect wording, longing drifts like a veil across the soul, carrying devotion in silence rather than declaration. These writings are my quiet offering: love breathed softly, love that endures beyond words.

This is a collection of short stories I've written, from elementary school to present. I hope this will give me the incentive I need to tackle editing, rewriting, updating, and whatever else. In the meantime, read at your own risk.

This story is a story that I like to share. About my life💙

So readers this book is not a story of anyone. As you are seeing the title of the book . It signifies the unsaid emotions of the people's . The emotions that they feel very deeply but unable to express them in words . The chapters of this book will be short and can and cannot have a link with the previous chapter or next chapter. Because As I told that , this is not a story. Or say that every chapter will be a new wound with new emotions.

This is a collection of dreams, memories and emotions. They are words brought up from the deep locked gates of my soul and moulded in words then shaped into poems. Written down during nights when I can't sleep, or at Midnight when I wake with a poem in my mind....♥️